โโโDADDY NEXT DOOR 18+
Single Dad!Byun Euijoo x Female!Reader
.แwarnings/tags: dilf!euijoo, neighbours to lovers, soft dom!euijoo, slow burn, fluff, daddy kink (sorry not sorry it fits the story), dry humping, oral (f & m rec), fingering, praising, dirty talk, unprotected sex, p in v, bulge kink, manhandling, size kink, multiple orgasms, squirting, creampie, slight breeding kink
story is inspired by @starryjake โs โneighborsโ !!
โก you fall for the single dad next door, and one night turns into forever.
The box in your arms was heavier than youโd expected. Not impossible to carry, but enough to make your forearms burn, your wrist ache, and your patience run thin as you tried to juggle your keys and the weight at the same time. โNeed some help?โ The voice came from just down the hallwayโlow, smooth, a little breathless. You turned. He was standing outside the apartment across from yours, the door cracked behind him, one hand adjusting the strap of a baby carrier across his chest. Inside it, a tiny baby boy blinked up at you with round, curious eyes. His head lolled a bit as he fought sleep. The man smiled softly, stepping out a little more into the hallway. โHang onโlemme put him down.โ You watched as he disappeared inside for just a moment, re-emerging a few seconds later without the baby. He rolled one shoulder like he was shaking off the weight, then came over to you.
He didnโt ask againโhe just reached for the box. โI got it,โ he said easily, voice deeper now that he was closer. His fingers brushed yours as he took the box from your hands. And his armsโoh God, his arms. The short sleeves of his gray shirt clung to the curve of his biceps, flexing as he shifted the box against his chest like it weighed nothing. โYou moving in here?โ he asked, already stepping toward your door. โYeah. Just got the keys today.โ You scrambled to unlock it, fingers clumsy, hyper-aware of how close he was, how good he smelled. Like laundry detergent and baby lotion mixed with expensive perfume. Once inside, he placed the box gently on your floor, then straightened up and held out a hand. โIโm Euijoo.โ You gave him your name, trying not to stare too hard. โIs that your son?โ you asked. โYeah. Heโs almost one,โ he said, and that same soft smile returned, the kind that made your chest pinch. โBig attitude. No teeth.โ You laughed, and he glanced over his shoulder toward his apartment like he could hear the baby from here. โLet me know if you need help with the rest,โ he added, backing toward the hallway. โIโm usually around. Or, wellโweโre usually around.โ You nodded, hugging your arms around yourself as you leaned in the doorway. โThanks for this. Seriously,โ you said. โNo problem.โ His eyes dipped down your frame once, brief but noticeable. โWelcome to the building.โ And then he turned and walked back toward his. You didnโt move for a long minute. Not until your phone buzzed in your pocket and snapped you out of it.
The pan was already sizzling, the veggies halfway done, and you were standing there with a confused look on your face and sauce all over your fingers. Youโd pulled open every cupboard twice, maybe three times now. No bowl. Not one. No mixing bowl, no cereal bowl, not even a big mug you could fake it with. You were so sure you packed one. You wiped your hands on a towel, sighed, and glanced toward the hallway. Would it be weird? Asking your new neighbor? You barely knew him. Heโd only carried a box in for you. But he seemed nice. And you really wanted to eat noodles tonight. You cracked the door open, peeked across the hall. His lights were on. Before you could talk yourself out of it, you stepped over and knocked. A second later, the door opened, and there he was. Gray sweatpants, black tank top, baby monitor in one hand. His other hand rested on the doorframe above his head, stretching the fabric across his chest, exposing a sliver of his toned stomach. His hair was messy but still looked so good.
โOh,โ he said, blinking down at you. Then, warm smile. โHey.โ Your mouth dried. โHi. Uhโsorry to bother you. I justโฆIโm cooking, and I realized I donโt have a bowl.โ You held up your hands in defeat. โLike, any bowl.โ His mouth curved, amused. โYou came to the right place. We have many bowls in this household.โ You laughed nervously, shifting your weight. โIs it okay if I borrow one? I swear Iโll wash it and return it in less than 24 hours.โ you said. โRelax,โ he chuckled. โDonโt worry about it.โ He stepped back and gestured for you to come in. โCโmon. Iโll grab one for you.โ You hesitated at the threshold, then stepped inside. His apartment was warm and homey, dim lights casting soft shadows across the walls. A baby blanket was draped across the couch, and there were tiny socks on the floor near a toy giraffe. โCute place,โ you murmured. He disappeared into the kitchen, and you followed, fidgeting with the hem of your sleeve. He opened a cupboard and pulled out a large glass mixing bowl like it weighed nothing. You tried not to stare at the way his muscles flexed as he held it out to you. Tried not to notice how tall he really was now that you were this close. When you reached out to take the bowl from him, your fingers brushed again. โThanks, youโve saved my dinnerโฆโ you said softly. โAnytime.โ
He glanced over his shoulder toward the hallway, like checking for sound. โMy sonโs asleep finally. He fought me for like an hour.โ You smiled at the mention. โHeโs really cute. I saw him yesterday, remember?โ He nodded, his smile going soft. โYeah, he likes people. Doesnโt really get the whole stranger danger thing yet.โ You laughed, then hesitated before blurting, โSoโฆ do you and your wife take turns watching him?โ Euijoo blinked. You immediately regretted asking. โOhโsorry, I didnโt mean to pry,โ you said quickly, hugging the bowl against your chest. โYou just mentioned โweโ yesterday, and I assumedโโ he cut you off, โNo, no, itโs okay.โ He leaned against the counter now, eyes a little softer, voice dropping just a touch. โIโm not married. Itโsโฆa long story. But yeah. Iโm raising him alone.โ Your breath caught. โOh.โ He gave you a small smile, but it didnโt quite reach his eyes this time.
โItโs been just us for a while now. But weโre doing okay.โ You nodded, throat suddenly tight, your mind full of him holding his baby, singing lullabies through the wall. โHeโs lucky to have you.โ He tilted his head, studying you quietly for a second, โThanks.โ The silence stretchedโsoft, not awkward. โAnyway,โ you said, hugging the bowl tighter. โI should, uh, get back to my sauce.โ He nodded. โIf you need anything else, you know where to find me.โ You stepped out into the hallway, and right before the door closed behind you, you heard his voice again, โDonโt burn the noodles.โ
It was nearly midnight, but the lights across the hall were still on. The bowl was clean, wrapped in a towel against your chest, and for the past ten minutes, youโd been pacing back and forth in your apartment trying to decide if it was weird to knock this late. But he did say to let him know if you needed anything. And returning a bowl was just politeโฆright? Before you could think yourself out of it again, you were already crossing the hallway. You knocked lightly. The door opened faster than you expected. Euijoo stood there in a loose black hoodie and sweats, hair damp like heโd just showered. He looked sleepy, but in that effortless, quiet kind of way that still made your chest tighten. โHey,โ he said, voice low, surprised. โEverything okay?โ โOhโyeah.โ You held up the bowl with a sheepish smile. โReturning this before I forget. Didnโt wanna risk stealing your best dishware.โ He let out a soft laugh and stepped back. โCome in. Youโre just in time.โ You blinked. โFor what?โ โPancakes.โ You stared. โAt midnight?โ He shrugged. โHe finally went down early for once, and I was craving something warm. Donโt judge me.โ You laugh, โIโm not,โ stepping inside. โI justโฆwasnโt expecting pancakes to be on the menu.โ you said. โWell, they are. And now that youโre here, Iโm making enough for two.โ he smiled. โI didnโt mean to intrudeโโ you scratch the back of your head. โYou didnโt.โ His eyes flicked to yours. โStay. If you want.โ You hesitated for maybe half a second. โOkay.โ
His kitchen smelled like butter and vanilla, soft and sweet. The baby monitor glowed faintly from the living room, but the apartment was otherwise quiet, filled with warm yellow light and the faint sizzle of batter hitting the pan. You sat at the counter, watching him move around the stove like it was second natureโpouring batter, flipping pancakes one-handed, licking a bit of syrup off his thumb. He caught you staring. โWhat?โ You looked away quickly. โNothing. Youโre justโฆgood at that.โ fidgeting with the hem of your shirt.โMidnight pancakes are kind of my thing,โ he smirked. You smiled, chin in your hand as you watched him. โBet youโre a really good dad.โ He paused for a second, like the compliment caught him off guard. โI try,โ he said quietly, setting a plate in front of you. โItโs not always easy. But heโs the best part of my day.โ
You both ate over soft conversation. He asked about your new job, how you were settling in. You told him how the hallway light flickers every night and it drives you insane. He laughed, said itโs been doing that since before his kid was born. At one point, you looked up to find him already watching you. Elbows on the counter, face resting on his hand. Eyes dark and unreadable โWhat?โ you asked, heart skipping. He didnโt look away. โNothing. You just have syrup on your lip.โ You went to wipe it quickly, flustered, but his voice stopped you.
โNoโโ He reached forward, slow and deliberate, thumb brushing just under your lip. โGot it.โ You froze. His fingers lingered for just a second too long. Your breath caught. โThanksโฆโ He hummed, low in his chest, eyes still on your mouth. โAnytime.โ The silence felt different now. Heavier. Warmer. Like something was shifting. But then the baby monitor crackled softly behind you, breaking the moment. Euijoo leaned back, exhaling through his nose. โThere goes the peace treaty.โ You laughed a little, nerves still fluttering in your chest. โGuess I should let you get to it.โ He nodded slowly but didnโt move. โThanks for the company.โ he smiled. โThanks for the pancakes.โ He walked you to your door, shoulders brushing in the tight hallway. โGoodnight,โ you said softly. He looked down at you, eyes lingering. โNight.โ And as you stepped back into your apartment, heart racing, you couldnโt help but smile. You were falling for him. And you had a feeling he knew.
It had been about a month since the midnight pancakes. Since then, things had shifted. Subtly. Softly. But it was there. You and Euijoo had started spending time together regularlyโsmall things at first. Sitting on the hallway floor talking after the baby fell asleep. Watching dumb videos on his phone while you shared snacks on his couch. Sometimes heโd help you build IKEA furniture or youโd rock his son to sleep when he was too tired to do it himself. It wasnโt romantic. Not officially. But the air between you felt warm and comfortable. And tonight, when he texted youโโcome over. youโre gonna get destroyed in mario kart tn.โโyou didnโt even hesitate. You were already slipping into something soft and cozy before you texted back. Ten minutes later, you were sitting cross-legged on his couch, controller in hand, the faint sound of the baby monitor buzzing on the table. Euijoo was beside you, legs spread wide, one arm thrown across the back of the couch behind you. He smelled like fresh laundry and whatever cologne lingered on his hoodie. โDonโt go easy on me just โcause Iโm new,โ you said, nudging his knee. He smirked, not looking at you. โI wasnโt planning to.โ You tried to focus on the screenโbut between the low lights, the sound of his laugh, and how close he was leaning every time you cursed under your breath, it was getting harder to ignore the way your heart kept skipping.
As you both sat side by side on the couch, the glow of the TV flickering across your faces, the game paused for a moment after Euijoo won the last round. He leaned back, stretching, then glanced over at youโquiet, a little hesitant. โYou ever wonder why I donโt have a girlfriend? Orโฆwhy itโs just me and the kid?โ You shrugged, fingers tightening slightly around the controller. โI meanโฆyeah, sometimes. But I figured itโs complicated.โ He nodded slowly. โYeah. It is.โ He ran a hand through his hair, voice soft but steady. โWeโฆmy ex, his mom, she left us right after our son was born.โ Your breath hitched a little, but you stayed silent, giving him space. โIt wasnโt some tragic thing or a nightmare birth or whatever,โ he continued. โWe had a toxic relationship. Real bad. We didnโt love each other the way people think theyโre supposed to.โ He looked down, eyes tracing a line on the couch fabric. โShe wanted out the second she saw the baby. Said she couldnโt do it. I donโt blame herโฆbut I couldnโt leave. Not him.โ You swallowed, โSounds rough.โ heart tightening. โYeah. It was.โ He finally met your eyes. โBut it made me who I am now. Iโm not perfect. I mess up. But Iโm here. And heโs here. Thatโs what matters.โ You reached out, brushing your hand over his. โHeโs lucky to have you.โ Euijooโs lips curved into a small, grateful smile. โThanks. That means a lot.โ The TV flickered back to life, and the game resumedโbut something between you had shifted.
It was just past two in the morning, and the dayโs exhaustion had finally caught up with you both. Some dumb comedy neither of you were really watching was playing in the background. Your eyes fluttered heavy with sleep, your body sinking into the couch cushions. Euijoo was quiet beside you, the soft glow of the screen casting shadows across his relaxed face. Without thinking, he shifted a little closer, his shoulder brushing yours. You didnโt pull away. Then his hand found yours, fingers curling around yours gently but firmly, like he was afraid you might slip away. โYouโve made things easier for me,โ he murmured quietly, voice low and warm in the dark. You looked over, heart fluttering at how close he was now. His eyes were soft, tired, but focused on you like you were the only thing in the room. โI donโt say that to many people,โ he added, thumb stroking the back of your hand. You swallowed, breath catching, and before you could think twice, he slowly leaned in.
His lips brushed yours, soft and tentative at first, testing the waters. You responded, tilting your head, lips parting, the sleepy tension between you melting away in that quiet, perfect moment. The kiss deepened gently, warm and steady, like coming home after a long, hard day. Neither of you wanted to pull away. His mouth moved against yours, deeper, slower, his hand slipping into your hair and holding you close like he needed the contactโlike heโd wanted it for a long time. You whimpered softly into the kiss, fingers curling on his hoodie, heart pounding. And then, he pulled back. Just slightly. Just enough to breathe. His forehead rested against yours, his voice low and a little unsteady. โโฆWe should take it slow.โ You nodded before you even thought about it, still catching your breath. โOkay,โ you whispered. His hand stayed in your hair, thumb brushing behind your ear. He smiled, just barely. โDoesnโt mean I didnโt want to keep going,โ he murmured, eyes flicking to your lips. You smiled too, heart aching in the best way. โI know.โ And for a long, quiet moment, neither of you movedโjust sat there, tangled up in each other, finally letting it all mean something.
You yawned, rubbing your eyes. โI should probably get goingโฆIโm getting pretty sleepy.โ Euijoo nodded, standing up with you. โYeah, itโs late.โ He walked you to the door, his presence calm and steady beside you. Before you could say goodbye, he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to your cheek. Heat rushed to your face, and you barely managed to whisper, โGoodnight.โ
โGoodnight,โ he replied, his voice low and warm. You stepped inside your apartment, heart still fluttering, cheeks burning bright. As the door closed behind you, you leaned against it, a small smile tugging at your lips. This was just the beginning.
It was just past 10 in the morning when there was a brisk knock on the door. You opened it to find Euijoo standing there, a little out of breath, eyes wide with a mix of urgency and relief. โHey,โ he said quickly. โI have to take my friend to the airportโlast minute. Would you mind staying with my son for a few hours? I didnโt want to leave him alone.โ You smiled, โOf course, no problem at all!โ He nodded gratefully, handing you a small toy. โThanks. I owe you.โ Once he left, you settled in the living room with the baby, who was already giggling and reaching for blocks. Time slipped by in laughter and soft coos, and you found yourself completely at ease with the little one.
When Euijoo came back a few hours later, he paused in the doorway, heart catching at the sight before him. He stood there, watching you play with his son, a slow smile spreading across his face. โYou look good with him,โ he said quietly. Your cheeks flamed red instantly, and you looked down, fumbling with a block. He stepped closer, the warmth of his presence wrapping around you. โThanks for this,โ he murmured, his voice low and sincere. You smiled softly, looking up at him. โOf course.โ Without another word, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to your lips. Soft, lingering, just long enough to send a shock through your body. You pulled back slightly, heart racing. This becameโฆa thing between us now? Though you couldnโt be any happier. Euijooโs eyes twinkled with amusement. โYou should come over tonight,โ he said. โIโll cook pasta. My sonโll be at his grandparentsโ. Itโll be just us.โ You nodded, still catching your breath, unable to stop the shy smile curling your lips. โYeahโฆIโd like that.โ
The whole afternoon, you found yourself nervously glancing in the mirror, trying to look just a little better than usual. Not that Euijoo would careโyou hopedโbut the thought of being alone with him, with no distractions, made your heart race. You chose a soft sweater that hugged your body just right and shorts that made you feel comfortable but not sloppy. When you arrived at his apartment, your hands fidgeted with the strap of your bag, and you felt that familiar flutter in your stomach as the door swung open. Euijoo greeted you with a warm smile, his eyes lighting up when he saw you. โHey. You look nice.โ Your cheeks flushed. โYou too.โ He led you to the kitchen, rolling up his sleeves. The scent of garlic and tomatoes soon filled the air as he started cooking.
You perched on the counter beside him, watching the way his strong hands moved effortlessly, chopping and stirring with practiced ease. It wasnโt just the cookingโit was the quiet confidence in him that made your heart skip. You caught yourself stealing glances, your eyes lingering on the curve of his jaw, the slight crease of concentration between his brows. He caught your gaze once and smiledโa small, knowing smile that made your cheeks heat again. When the pasta was ready, he plated it carefully and pulled out a chair for you. You sat across from each other, the simple meal suddenly feeling like the most intimate thing in the world. Between bites, you talked softlyโabout your day, your favorite movies, the little things youโd noticed about eachother. The world outside faded away. For the first time in a long while, you felt at home.
The night had started innocently enough. You and Euijoo settled onto his plush, dark gray couch with two glasses of whiskey he poured. The low hum the TV filled the background, but mostly you focused on each other, the cozy silence occasionally broken by soft laughter and easy conversation. You took a sip, the warm burn of the whiskey spreading through your chest and settling like a cozy fire. It hit you faster than you expected, and soon your cheeks were flushed, your movements a little looser, your laughter brighter and more careless. Euijooโs eyes flicked to you often, watching the way your hair tumbled over your shoulders, the way your lips curved into a smile when you caught his gaze. There was something about how you looked at himโsoft, vulnerable, yet so full of unspoken desireโthat made his pulse quicken. โFeeling alright?โ he asked, voice low, a teasing edge to it. You giggled, swaying just a bit. โI think the whiskey is winning.โ He smirked, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. His fingers brushed your skin, sending a pleasant shiver down your spine.
The distance between you shrank until his lips were just brushing yours, light and tentative. You could feel his breath, warm and steady against your cheek. Then you closed the gap. Your lips pressed to his with fierce hunger, the kiss deepening quickly as you tangled your fingers in the nape of his neck. Your tongue slid against his, seeking, claiming. Your body moved instinctively closer, and before you knew it, Euijoo was lifting you effortlessly into his lap. His hands roamed your back and sides, pulling you flush against him as you both lost yourself in the kiss. You could feel the hard outline of him pressing through his sweats, and a low groan rumbled from his chest against your mouth. Your hands found their way lower, gripping the waistband of his sweats as your hips began to grind slowly against his. The friction was delicious, raw, and electric. Every movement, every touch sent a wave of heat pooling deep inside you. Euijooโs hands slid down your sides to settle firmly on your ass, squeezing with a rough possessiveness that made your breath hitch. You responded by arching your back slightly, pressing yourself harder against him, grinding with more intention.
โWe shouldnโtโฆโ he murmured, voice thick and ragged, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. โYouโre drunk.โ But the way you felt against his clothed hardness was too much to resist. You grip his shirt tightly and whispered, your voice thick with need, โI need you, Daddy.โ His breath hitched sharply, and under his breath, โHoly fuck.โ His grip on your hips tightened immediately, fingers digging in as he flipped you gently but firmly onto the couch, so you were lying back against the cushions. His large hands didnโt leave your body as he hovered over you, his lips ghosting down your jawline, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. Euijooโs hands slid under your shirt, warm and firm as they cupped your bare skin. His fingers traced slow, deliberate circles around your nipples, eliciting soft gasps from you. His mouth found the sensitive spot on your neck, sucking gently, leaving a trail of fire that made your knees weaken. His hand drifted lower, slipping beneath the waistband of your cotton shorts, fingertips pressing lightly over the fabric of your underwear. He rubbed slow, teasing circles over your heat, the wetness already soaking through. A low, amused groan left his mouth as he looked down at you, eyes dark and filled with desire. โMy pretty girlโs so wet fโme, alreadyโ he murmured, voice thick with want. You shivered under his touch.
Euijooโs words made a warm flush spread across your cheeks. Hearing him call you his girl made your heart race and your pussy clench around nothing. Without thinking, you grabbed the back of his head, pulling him down for a hungry kissโdeep, desperate, full of need. As your lips met, you ground your hips against his hand, the friction sending sparks through your body.
He pulled back just enough, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. โNeedy little thing, huh?โ You nodded eagerly, breathless and trembling. Euijoo chuckled softly, the sound low and approving. Slowly, his hands slid down your hips, slipping under the waistband of your shorts once again. He peeled them off gently, then tugged your panties down with equal tenderness, leaving you completely exposed to him. He groaned low in his throat as his gaze settled between your legs, his hand trailing slowly down your inner thigh until his fingers met your bare heat. โFuckโฆโ he whispered, more to himself than to you, as he dragged two fingers through your slick, collecting the wetness, spreading it slowly over your folds.
You whimpered at the first touch to your clit, just a soft press, but his size made everything feel more intense. His fingers were long, warm, confident as they moved in lazy circles, teasing you, testing what made you tremble. โAll this just for my fingers?โ he murmured, smiling. You let out a broken moan, hips bucking gently toward his hand, and he leaned down, placing a kiss just above your mound. โRelax for me, baby,โ he said, voice low and soft. โIโll take care of you.โ And then his mouth was on you. You gasped, head falling back into the couch cushions, as his tongue parted you, licking slow and deep. He groaned against your pussy, the sound vibrating through you as he wrapped his arms under your thighs, holding you open and still. โGod, you taste so fucking goodโฆโ he breathed between strokes, then latched his mouth around your clit, sucking gently while his tongue flicked in rhythm. Your hand flew to his hair, fingers tangling in the dark strands, pulling without thinking. He groaned in response, grinding his hips down against the couch, clearly just as worked up from your reactions as you were. Then he pulled back just enough to bring his fingers to your entrance.
โWanna make you feel good.โ he said, tone deeper than before. โYou can take it, canโt you, baby?โ You nodded, lips parted in breathless anticipation. The first finger slid in with delicious easeโlong and thick, curling inside you as he watched your face intently. You whimpered when he added a second. โFuck, youโre so tight,โ he sighed, slowly moving them in and out, his tongue returning to your clit. โBut youโre doing so good for me. Such a good girl.โ You moaned louder, hips rolling to meet each thrust of his fingers, the stretch perfectly overwhelming. He kept his eyes on you as he devoured you, fingers curled just right, dragging along that spot deep inside you again and again. Your thighs trembled on either side of his head, but Euijoo didnโt ease up for a second. His free hand squeezed your thigh tightly, holding you open for him, the pressure so firm you knew it would leave bruises in the morning. Your back arched off the couch and your moans turned high and breathless as the pleasure started to crest, hot and unbearable. โPleaseโdaddy,โ you whimpered, voice broken, desperate. โMโso close, pleaseโโ The second you said it, Euijoo groaned low in his throat. It vibrated through his mouth and straight into your cunt. โFuck,โ he hissed, pulling back just enough to breathe, his fingers still pumping inside you. โYouโre my good girl, yeah?โ he said, voice rough and breathless. โGonna come all over daddyโs mouth?โ
That pushed you over the edge. Your whole body tensed as the orgasm ripped through you. You cried out, your hips grinding desperately into his face as he worked you through it. He didnโt stop. Not even as your walls clenched around his fingers, not even as your thighs shook and your nails scratched into the fabric of the couch. He kept licking you through every wave, every twitch, until you were gasping and pulling on his hair, too sensitive to take anymore. Only then did he finally slow, easing his fingers out and placing one last soft kiss against your soaked center. You pulled him up into a hungry kiss, still breathless from your orgasm, but already aching for more. Your lips crashed against his, needy and clumsy, fingers threading into his hair, tugging him closer, and then climbed into his lap, straddling him. He groaned into your mouth, hands sliding up your sides, then under your shirtโlifting it inch by inch until you raised your arms and let him take it off completely. The cool air hit your bare skin, but it was nothing compared to the heat in his eyes.โFuck,โ he muttered as he stared down at you, voice wrecked. โYouโre so beautiful.โ
And then he was kissing down your neck, across your collarbones, before his mouth found your breasts, sucking and licking at your nipples, switching between soft, slow drags of his tongue and sharp little sucks that made you moan softly. Your fingers gripped his broad shoulders, feeling the thick muscle flex beneath your touch, and he helped you take his shirt off. His body was unrealโtall, solid, carved like a sculpture. You wanted to touch all of him. You needed to. Your hand slid down, over his firm chest, his abs, until you reached the waistband of his sweatpants. His cock was straining against the fabric, hard and heavy, twitching when your fingers brushed over it. You looked up at him, pupils blown wide and sparkly, voice barely a breath. โLet me,โ you whispered, almost pleading. His jaw clenched, and he nodded once, slowly, eyes fixed on you like you were the only thing in the world. You dipped your hand into his waistband, and when you pulled him out, your breath caught.
He was bigโlong and thick and beautiful, making your mouth water instantly. You wrapped your fingers around him, stroking slowly, feeling the weight of it pulse in your grip. โYouโre so big Juju~โ you whispered, watching the way his brows knit together in pleasure. He chuckled, dick twitching in your hand from the nickname. โYou can take it, baby. I know you can.โ You whimpered at the praise, hand tightening around him, stroking him a little faster now, loving how hard he throbbed in your palm. And then his hands were back on youโon your waist, your thighs, gripping like he couldnโt stand not having you closer. โCโmere,โ he growled, pulling you into a kiss. When you pulled away, you slipped off his lap slowly, your bare knees pressing into the carpet in front of him. Euijoo watched you, chest rising with heavy breaths, his hands flexing on his thighs. His cock stood hard in your hand, flushed and thick, your eyes wide as you looked up at him. He groaned low at the sight of you like thatโkneeling for him, all soft and shy with those pretty lips parted.
โFuck,โ he muttered under his breath, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. โYou look so good down there, baby.โ You smiled and leaned in slowly, placing the lightest kiss at the tip, your tongue flicking out to taste him. He hissed through his teeth, head tipping back slightly. Encouraged, you licked around him, slow and teasing, hands stroking the base as you explored him with warm, eager touches. โJust like that,โ he praised, voice husky. โSo sweet fโme, arenโt you?โ Your fingers moved gently, trying to take more of him, lips wrapping delicately around the head as you let your tongue swirl against him. He cursed again, hand moving to cup the side of your face, thumb brushing your cheek. โLook at youโฆsuch a good girl. Taking care of me like this. Like you always do.โ The praise made your thighs clench. His voice, that gentle but dominant toneโit sent chills down your spine. You pulled back for a moment, catching your breath, and looked up at him with flushed cheeks and glistening lips. โWant more,โ you breathed, voice barely above a whisper. Your hand still stroked him slowly, your lips swollen, eyes wide and pleading as you looked up at him.
โWant you to fuck me, please~โ He twitched hard in your grip, groaning low, before grabbing your wrists gently but firmly and pulling you to your feet. Before you could even react, his arms were around your legs, lifting you like you weighed nothing. Your breath hitched as he manhandled you, both hands gripping the back of your thighs as you hanged on his back. โYou got me wrapped around your finger, sweet girl.โ
he muttered, already walking you to his bedroom. He kicked open the door with ease and strode inside, tossing you onto the bed like you were his to claim. The mattress bounced under your body as you landed with a soft gasp, legs spreading instinctively as you looked up at himโpanting, flushed, and so ready. He stood at the edge of the bed for a second, towering over you, chest heaving, jaw clenched like he was holding himself back. โYou want this?โ he asked, voice low. โNeed to hear you say it again.โ You nodded desperately, breathless. โYesโJuju, please. I want you, always.โ His eyes darkened as he crawled over you, grabbing your thighs and spreading them wide. โGood girl.โ he murmured, eyes flicking down between your legs, already imagining how good youโd feel around him.
His hand moved to your throat, not tightโjust enough to feel his presence, to let you know who was in control. He leaned down and kissed you, slow and deep, his other hand moving. You felt the shift in his body as he pushed his sweats and boxers down, the tension in the air thickening as he settled between your thighs. You were so slick and ready for him it made your cheeks burn. And then, he slid his length up and down your folds, teasing, dragging through your wetness so slowly it made your hips twitch. You moaned against his lips, your fingers finding their way into his hair, tugging softly like you couldnโt take it anymore. The sound you madeโsweet, broken, desperateโmade him groan low in his throat. โGod, baby,โ he murmured, lips brushing your ear as he nudged his hips just right. โYouโre gonna drive me insane.โ Your body arched toward him instinctively, the teasing friction making your thighs shake. The tension was unbearable in the best way. He kissed down your jaw, still holding your throat with just enough pressure to make you shiver. โYou ready for me?โ he whispered, so gentle. โTell me.โ You nodded, eyes hazy โMhm!โ His eyes searched your face, a soft, approving smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
โGood,โ he murmured, his hand brushing your cheek. โLet Daddy take care of his girl, hm?โ His words made your heart skip and your thighs clench around him as he lined himself up with you. The first slow push had you gasping. He was stretching you inch by inch, your nails pressing into his back as he moved carefully. โF-Fuck,โ he groaned, burying his face in your neck. โSo tightโSo warm, babyโฆโ Your breath hitched, eyes fluttering shut as your body adjusted to the feeling of himโso big, filling you so deeply you couldnโt think. โYouโre doing so good, baby,โ he whispered, kissing your shoulder as he bottomed out. He stayed still for a second, letting you breathe, his hand still holding your waist, his touch grounding. Then slowly, he began to move. Your cries were soft at first, breathy and needy, hands gripping onto his back like it was the only thing grounding you. But then he started to go deeper. His hips snapped forward harder, more purposeful, and your sounds shiftedโwhimpers, then moans, broken and high-pitched. He groaned low in your ear, his pace steady but rough, his large hands locked tight around your waist like you were something fragile he couldnโt help but break. โYou feel that, baby?โ he rasped, eyes dropping down between your bodies.
You blinked through the pleasure, dazed and flushed, until you followed his gaze, and your breath hitched. There. A faint bump rising under the skin of your stomach every time he drove into you. โLook at that,โ he muttered, voice full of awe. โYou feel me here, huh, baby?โ Your lips parted, no words coming, just a shaky moan as he flattened his palm over the bulge. You trembled under him as he pressed down, and your body clenched tight around him. โFuck,โ he hissed, โYouโre so small, baby. Can feel every inch of me, huh?โ You nodded frantically, tears almost pricking your eyes from how full you were, from how deep he was. โCanโt believe Iโm this deep in you,โ he growled, thrusting up again, and again, letting his hand stay firm on your stomach while your fingers gripped the sheets. โTaking it so well fโme. My perfect girl.โ The room was filled with the sound of skin against skin, the wetness between you obscene and constant, your voice breaking into gasps as he kept pounding into you.
You moaned louder and louder by the minute, nearly sobbing as he brought his hand down between your legs, fingers finding your clit with ease. He started circling, slow and firm, and it was like your entire body short-circuited. โCโmon, let go fโme,โ he murmured, lips grazing your temple. โMy pretty girl.โ It only took a few more strokes of his fingers, perfectly timed with the deep thrusts of his hips, and your body tensed underneath him. A high-pitched moan broke from your throat as you came hard, everything pulsingโyour walls fluttering around him, your thighs shaking uncontrollably. He groaned at the feel of it, hips stuttering slightly, hands tightening around your waist to steady you through it. You barely had a moment to breathe before he pulled out and flipped you onto your stomach. Still trembling from your orgasm, you blinked up at him over your shoulder, dazed. He was already stroking himself at the sight of you like this. Face down, ass up, skin flushed and glistening. He leaned over and kissed the base of your spine, both hands caressing your ass as he lined himself back up. โYou can give me one more for Daddy, yeah?โ
You were already nodding, dazed and needy. His large palms smoothed over the curve of your ass before he gave a sharp, affectionate squeeze. You whimpered into the pillow when he slipped back inside, deeper now somehow, your body so sensitive. He bent forward over your back, mouth brushing your shoulder. โYouโre so good to me,โ he praised, hips rolling into you harder. โI donโt deserve you.โ Your fingers clawed at the pillows as your body rocked with his rhythm, a fresh wave of pleasure building fastโhotter, messier. He slid a hand around your waist, fingertips finding your clit again, rubbing soft circles that made your legs tremble. โMm!!โEuijoo!โ you whimpered, body arching as his hand kept moving so deliciously. โClose, baby?โ he murmured in your ear, his voice hoarse, strained. โFuck, me tooโฆโ You nodded frantically, barely able to form words. โSโtoo muchโMโso close!โ
โIโm gonna make you a mommy,โ he whispered, voice gravelly in your ear. โFill you up just rightโwatch you carry my baby, yeah?โ Your whole body jolted at his words, the sound of them shooting straight to your core. You nodded uncontrollably, thighs clenching, the pleasure unbearable now, building fast and out of control. โDaddyโmโgonnaโahh!โ you cried, voice breaking into a high-pitched moan as the wave finally hit you. Your body shook violently, hips jerking, and then it happenedโyour climax crashing over you so hard, you couldnโt stop the gush that followed, soaking everything beneath you. โHoly fuck, baby,โ he hissed, watching it happen under him. The sight alone was enough. His thrusts faltered and his grip on your waist tightened almost bruisingly. โFuck, Iโm gonna cumโshitโโ With a final, deep groan, he buried himself to the hilt and came inside you, cock pulsing as he spilled every last drop into your still-twitching cunt.
He suddenly flipped you over, and shoved his mouth onto yours, kissing you hungrily, his hand cupping your jaw. You both lay there for a long moment, chests rising and falling in sync, the quiet only broken by your mingled breaths. His forehead rested against yours, eyes half-lidded and soft as he murmured, โIโll buy you the pill in the morning, okay?โ You smiled sleepily, brushing your fingers gently over his cheek. โMhm.โ you whispered, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to his lips. A few minutes passed, and then Euijoo shifted, letting out a long exhale before resting his head against your bare chest, his arms lazily wrapping around your waist like he never wanted to let go. You threaded your fingers through his hair without thinking, letting your nails lightly scrape over his scalp in slow, soothing motions. He let out a quiet hum, almost like a purr, before speakingโvoice lower than before, like a secret he hadnโt meant to say aloud. โIโve never felt like this for anyone else.โ
Your hand paused for a second in his hair. His words settled over you, warm and heavy, sinking into your skin in the quietest, most beautiful way. He didnโt even look up, he just kept holding you, like the confession had slipped out on its own, too honest to keep hidden any longer. You swallowed thickly, heart pounding as a wave of shyness washed over you. But even as your cheeks burned, you couldnโt stop the small, tender smile that tugged at your lips. โโฆSame,โ you whispered, barely audible. That was all you could manage. Just that tiny word. But somehow it was everything. He turned his head just slightly, lips brushing against the soft skin above your heart, and held you even closer. Nothing about it felt rushed. He wasnโt expecting anything. Just this moment. Just you. โI mean it,โ he murmured, after a beat. โYou donโt have to say it back unless you do. But I wanted you to know.โ You nodded against him, your fingers threading through his hair again, slower this time, gentler. โI do,โ you whispered. โI mean it.โ
There was a pause. You felt him shift slightly against you, and then he lifted his head, just enough to look into your eyes. His gaze searched yoursโslow, soft, like he was double-checking that you were really here with him. That this was real. โโฆThen be my girlfriendโ he murmured. โPlease. I want you to be mine. Officially.โ Your heart did a full somersault. For a second, all you could do was blink at him, your chest tightening with something warm and dizzying. โY-Yeah,โ you breathed, the biggest smile tugging at your lips. โI want that too.โ The smile that broke across his face made your whole body melt. It was so genuine, so wide and full of affection, his dimples showing, his eyes crinkling, like youโd just handed him the whole damn world. He leaned in and kissed you, slow and deep and grateful, and you stayed like that, tangled up in the quiet of your own little world, his heartbeat pressed against yours.
The morning light spilled softly into the apartment as you woke up, wrapped in Euijooโs t-shirt that hung loosely over your frame. The fabric was warm and comforting, and you realized you were only wearing his shirt and your panties beneath it. You smiled softly, a blush warming your cheeks as you remembered last night. Rising quietly, you noticed the apartment wasnโt as still as youโd thought. Sounds drifted from the kitchenโsoft clinks and the hum of a stove. Curious, you padded barefoot down the hall and peeked into the living room. There, your heart swelled to see Euijooโs little boy giggling and rolling a toy car across the floor. โOh! You brought him home? I didnโt realize you left,โ you said, your voice still thick with sleep. Euijoo glanced back from the stove with a sheepish grin. โYeah, I tried not to wake you up. Come on, Iโm cooking breakfast.โ As you walked toward the kitchen, you scooped up the baby, cooing softly and playing peekaboo. โWhoโs my little champ? Yeah, youโre so cute!โ You giggled as his bright eyes sparkled. The sight hit Euijoo like a punch to the chestโthere you were, in his clothes, cradling his son so effortlessly, looking utterly domestic and completely his.
His breath caught. His eyes darkened with a mixture of awe and desire, and he felt a familiar heat rising. His body reacted instantly, a growing hardness pressed against his pants. He leaned against the doorway, watching you with a slow, hungry smile. โYou look so good like this,โ he murmured, voice thick with emotion and something more primal. You felt his presence behind you, the warmth of him radiating through the shirt that brushed your skin. Suddenly, you feel his hands squeeze your ass. You turned your head, cheeks flushing. โEuijoo! Not in front of the baby!โ you whispered, half-scolding, half-playful. He chuckled low, moving his hands to your hips. โI canโt help it,โ he said softly, eyes never leaving you. โYouโre mine.โ You glanced down at his son, who looked up with bright eyes, then back at Euijoo with a shy smile. The small family moment made everything feel so realโintimate, tender, and full of promise. Euijoo stepped closer, wrapping his arms around you from behind, resting his chin on your shoulder. โLetโs finish breakfast together,โ he whispered. โThen I want to show you just how much you mean to me.โ The warmth of his embrace, the love in his gaze, and the gentle chaos of his son laughing in your arms made the morning feel like the beginning of something beautiful, something you both were ready to build together.
a/n: this is kinda rushed bcs i hadnโt posted anything in a while :p
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